K. Michelle - Fuck You lyrics

Rub your titties if you got nice weave
(Memphis stand up, A-town stand up)

Fuck you, you's a pussy nigga anyway
While you talking bout me
Tell em how I rode your face
Oh, Memphis 10 where we get it in
Money over everything
Chicks be fuckin just to win
First, 48 is the scene
I can kill a bitch dreams
Have you seen me in my jeans? (Agh)
If that's ya nigga tell him
Stay up off my ringer bout to cock it back
Watch me shoot my middle finger like

(Jive Records I said)
(Michelle from straight from the ass
Blog, I'm like, fuck you
Smellin like a fish market)
(You angry bitches I'm like)
(I'ma get ya'll some t-shirts that
Say 'I Hate K michelle')
(All you hatin bitches)

Fuck you, and the bitches that you came wit
Why ugly bitches always wanna
Talk the most shit?
Dumb shit, sweet valley high shit
Really man, fuck you and ya whole clique
Im from Memphis jump a gate, slap a bitch
I ain't industry, and I ain't with that shit
I see alot of niggas, but not alot of men
All of a sudden
Stranger bitches tryna be my friend

(For real though, I I don't
Know none of you hoes, i don't)
(Tell Stylie Mell)
(To that flight attendant that didn't wanna
Give me another drink, fuck you, okay?)
(I don't really got no more
Beef you know, I mean
You get rich I mean-mean you
Ain't gotta talk shit)

(That's how we feel K?, agh)
(AGH)

Twerk, twerk, twerk twerk, Miley twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk twerk, K twerk (I'm out)